Greener Pastures

The morning humidity..the late spring light..the green - all together and at once. It reminded me of an oil painting.

In Her Light

It was all wrong - in the beginning. The day had taken its first step on that other foot.

She wanted to run. She wanted to hide. She wanted to pull those covers up over her head..and wish it all away.

It was the light - that scared her. It was being seen in its luminance. It was about having her words heard when spoken aloud.

But then....and quite unexpectedly - she found herself still and in that moment..with absolutely nowhere other or else to go.

She found herself standing straight. Standing tall. Standing in her brilliance..in her new-found power and strength. In that light - that wasn't nearly as scarey as she'd believed.

Sun and Light

Storm clouds in the sky. Music in my ears. A dog - tugging at the end of her leash.

Endless thoughts - running thru my mind. Conversations I'd had. Conversations I wished - still -  that someday I might. Life lists that I feared would never be made...and for certain - never accomplished.

There's no time - I was quite sure. No space..no room to stop..to observe..to simply take notice...to breathe.

But then - the sun broke through the dark clouds.

And then - I turned down the volume. The music. The voices. The thoughts that were going round and round.

The endless static and noise and self-talk subsided. There was light. There was sky. I took a deep breath.

One little ordinary flower - turned its head to the setting sun.

There was quiet.